04.19.05

My poor Mangler. Her car has been broken into by incompetent thieves. This is the second or third time within the last couple of months. They did such a poor job of breaking and entering this last time that she'll have to replace the entire driver's side door and window. I suggested that she leave a slim jim on the roof of her car to help the really bad car thieves in their petty larceny.

I went up to Vancouver, WA today to check out the Sixth Street Gallery. It's shamefully gratifying to know that "I'm" hanging in a gallery. Talk about being a culture vulture. Oy. The piece was done by Keoni and is titled, First Woman, First Man. There's a picture of the piece in Keoni's gallery section.

The Sixth Street Gallery has some interesting (in the best possible way) pieces. There's the male artist show, of which Keoni is a part, as well as other pieces. The gallery carries jewelry, prints, paintings, watercolours, photographs, sculpture, pottery, and--gosh--all in a great, old storefront space. Honey-coloured wooden floors and bare brick create a warm haven for the art. I spoke with a woman who told me that it's a cooperative space, with each artist taking turns staffing the gallery.

We also talked about belly dancing. She confessed that she'd been thinking about taking classes and I gave her 153 reasons why she should. Her response? I'm a grandma. I can't think of a better reason to start belly dancing, at least for her, and I said so. We laughed.

I left, with the threat/promise of being back soonish, in a cloud of smiles and laughter.

Ahh. That's good stuff.

Go. Be fabulous.

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